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Masonic Reminiscences.
sow ! afore the long wacation , and God knows I wish that same wacation would last the ivhoie year round , to keep such rake-helly d s at home . I'll show him I took that ' wallop' only as a loan , by giving it him back wid honest interest : he ' s the greatest scape-grace ever crossed my bait since that Galway lamb , Tom the d 1 ivas made a parson , and they say took to the Church like a sucking dove ; Heaven protect us . ' "
( To be continued . ) ?
Brotherly Love.
BROTHERLY LOVE .
BY ALEX . HENRY GIRVEN , AUTHOR OF "REGINALD SELWYN , " & c ( Continuedfrom p . 2 G 0 . ) A , With a palpitating heart , Ida reached the hut of the Maniac . She knocked at first gently , and receiving no ansiver she knocked again , announcing her name . The bolt was slowly withdrawn , and the
Maniac opening the door , stood before her . He extended his hand , which she took , and overcome by a host of feelings which his presence conjured up , she sank on her knees and burst into a violent flood of tears . " So young , so beautiful , so innocent , " said the Maniac , leading her to the stone bench before the door , " and yet in SOITOAV . And what
have you done my child that affliction should visit you ? You have cherished no reA enge—your gentle and christian spirit is torn by no remorse for the past—no phantom of memory embodied by a disordered fancy haunts your young days , and turns your existence to bitterness ! You at least have not trampled under foot your better nature—you have not murdered the early associate ancl friend to whom you pledged Brotherly Love , and whom you ivere bound to succour and protect . "
Ida made no reply , for she was accustomed to hear him speak in this strain , which she did not receive literally , but as the dictates of a disordered imagination , brooding over and magnifying some incident of the past . She was also prevented speaking from not having sufficiently subdued her emotion to ansiver with calmness . " But fear not , child , " he continued , " your grief will be as short lived
as the summer-cloud—your tears as evanescent as the morning deiv upon the flower . None hut tho wicked can be permanently unhappy . " . . . To an inquiry respecting his health , he replied , " I have not felt ill—it is the mind that is smitten ivith disease—and ivhat have I not endured since your absence ! The fearful phantom has haunted me
more incessantly than ever . It greets my awaking eyes , it breathes on me its icy breath , presses my brow with its cold and clammy hands , and turns my heart to mould . And see , " he exclaimed , a wild lustre lighting up Ms eyes , " see , it rises from the rock , it flits by the shadow of that mouldering oak , it is by the margin of Hie stream , it
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Masonic Reminiscences.
sow ! afore the long wacation , and God knows I wish that same wacation would last the ivhoie year round , to keep such rake-helly d s at home . I'll show him I took that ' wallop' only as a loan , by giving it him back wid honest interest : he ' s the greatest scape-grace ever crossed my bait since that Galway lamb , Tom the d 1 ivas made a parson , and they say took to the Church like a sucking dove ; Heaven protect us . ' "
( To be continued . ) ?
Brotherly Love.
BROTHERLY LOVE .
BY ALEX . HENRY GIRVEN , AUTHOR OF "REGINALD SELWYN , " & c ( Continuedfrom p . 2 G 0 . ) A , With a palpitating heart , Ida reached the hut of the Maniac . She knocked at first gently , and receiving no ansiver she knocked again , announcing her name . The bolt was slowly withdrawn , and the
Maniac opening the door , stood before her . He extended his hand , which she took , and overcome by a host of feelings which his presence conjured up , she sank on her knees and burst into a violent flood of tears . " So young , so beautiful , so innocent , " said the Maniac , leading her to the stone bench before the door , " and yet in SOITOAV . And what
have you done my child that affliction should visit you ? You have cherished no reA enge—your gentle and christian spirit is torn by no remorse for the past—no phantom of memory embodied by a disordered fancy haunts your young days , and turns your existence to bitterness ! You at least have not trampled under foot your better nature—you have not murdered the early associate ancl friend to whom you pledged Brotherly Love , and whom you ivere bound to succour and protect . "
Ida made no reply , for she was accustomed to hear him speak in this strain , which she did not receive literally , but as the dictates of a disordered imagination , brooding over and magnifying some incident of the past . She was also prevented speaking from not having sufficiently subdued her emotion to ansiver with calmness . " But fear not , child , " he continued , " your grief will be as short lived
as the summer-cloud—your tears as evanescent as the morning deiv upon the flower . None hut tho wicked can be permanently unhappy . " . . . To an inquiry respecting his health , he replied , " I have not felt ill—it is the mind that is smitten ivith disease—and ivhat have I not endured since your absence ! The fearful phantom has haunted me
more incessantly than ever . It greets my awaking eyes , it breathes on me its icy breath , presses my brow with its cold and clammy hands , and turns my heart to mould . And see , " he exclaimed , a wild lustre lighting up Ms eyes , " see , it rises from the rock , it flits by the shadow of that mouldering oak , it is by the margin of Hie stream , it